Chương 52: Strange bedmates

I scanned the guest assembly, but only the Purple Sands seemed dangerous. Just like Quinhue warned me. They surely weren't happy with me scamming them out of a precious Venerable.

"Venerable Minghue, your presence alone is the greatest gift I could ask, until now. I mean... when we are alone later. Right now is only half as great..." I added for no reason. Zhen smiled thinly at me, and drank some ice wine to drown her sorrow. A pair of purple-dressed men jumped on the main stage, both in Core Realm.

"If it's a poisoned gift you want, Pef Tian... then we must ask about Yao Chen." one man spoke while the other bowed in silence. Wow, that was indeed an attack angle hard to predict. Going for my step-daughter, or using her as a hostage?

"I understand. Little Yao is pretty as a desert flower, and young men always chase her type of flower. You wish my blessing to marry my step-daughter? Two men as gardeners for a lonely flower..." I said in a wondering voice. It would be a heat death suicide at best, and not as pretty as I just described. The men glanced at each other in confusion. So my guess was wrong?

"Hero Pef Tian... I wish to inquire about the Lotus Milk you had Yao Chen drink, and instantly gain enlightenment. We already know of her curse, and do not seek marriage." the same man asked with an envenomed tongue. Really? You just ask and I'm supposed to answer? What world did he live in? I nodded wisely.

"Good. You had your wish, and acted on it, asking a question. But I don't want to give you an answer. You can go back to your seats now." I answered with a careless shrug. Zhen coughed and set her wine down. With a defeated face, the man who used his wish turned and walked away, leaving the other one on stage. Probably a two-punch line.

"My cousin acted foolishly, Pef Tian. I apologize for him, and I'm willing to offer something of great value for your answer. It's our Purple Sand gift." the second man spoke in a strange voice... hypnotic, perhaps. Tian's sword intent lit up and cleared my mind.

"Do you understand those words, my sweet desert rose?" I asked Zhen with a confused voice.

"Perhaps, my husband. Something about someone close to you being poisoned, and he has the antidote. Now it's a real wedding!" Zhen proclaimed with a cheerful voice, and started drinking again. What? I'm sure I heard different words just now.

"But he has eyes! Surely your Purple Sands cannot spend young lives just to speak an insult. Look, perfectly good eyes!" I pointed at the messenger with a finger.

"Of course they can. A thousand like him can die and nobody will care. Just kill him and take his storage bag. The poison will kill him in a minute anyway." Zhen explained in a teaching voice. Right. I did ask for a poisoned gift.

"So, you will die in one minute, eh? I guess we can wait then. No need to waste energy. Too bad for those eyes... I could have used another pair." I commented with a wry tone, and poured some wine for Lina Peng, who seemed terrified.

"So cruel..." the girl whispered to herself, as the messenger collapsed and died a minute later, bleeding from his eyes and spasming like a break-dancer on the floor, and looking disappointed with his life. This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.

"Compared to most poisoned gifts, this was quite mild. That scorpion venom kills too fast." I spoke with a teaching voice, then sipped some Star Wine just as Quinhue turned the messenger into ice dust to clear the stage, leaving only a storage bag.

"Hundred-years Night Stalker venom. Only lethal to those under Nascent Soul, or silly enough to go close enough to breathe the air in his lungs. A decent choice, Venerable Tsing!" Zhen spoke with an expert voice, and raised her glass towards the table of the Purple Sands. I blinked as my karma proved useful again. I was just too lazy to stand up and kill the purple-robed idiot, when he was already dying.

"Is that it? Can we move to the song and dance part? Lina, you sing the flute, right?" I moved on, ignoring the Purple Sands if they weren't going to gift me something useful.

"I believe this was the song and dance part, Pef Tian. The wedding is over." Minghue spoke with a cold voice, making the guests stand up for a bow and fly off. That Venerable Tsing glared at me for some reason, but he left too. Whew! Time to go to my wedding room and... Nana returned with Venerable Xing by the neck, and threw him in front of my table.

"You were right, husband. I am indeed 30% stronger than this old man now. What do you want to do with him?" my wife asked with a curious voice. With 7 Nascent Souls present in the hall, the old man had no chance, and knew it.

"Pef Tian... you were raised in the Blue Lotus. We overlooked your many misdeeds, and you repay us like this?" Hmmm. Tian would have fallen for this. Well, when he was as young as me.

"I don't understand, Venerable Xing. Have I not helped the sect in many ways, despite my young age? Are you asking me to return to the Blue Lotus and be placed under mind control? Please articulate your desire." I asked a bit confused.

"... the lotus. It is our inheritance." the man muttered in pain, since Nana had quite a few grievances to settle.

"You are mistaken, Venerable. The lotus was planted for me. The sect and the Venerables were simply custodians for my inheritance, until I came of age to collect. And a word of warning. The Blood Pact spies were in the sect exactly for the same reason. You barely withstood one of them, and not without my help. Imagine a few more Nascent Souls, and thousands of lower demonic ranks. I have saved your lives, by removing the temptation.

Now go, and thank your Ancestors for having such a worthy disciple like me, and I'll consider the lotus my wedding gift." I spoke with a polite, but stern voice. The man flew off, looking rather haggard. But I guess I already had his precious gift. He didn't even ask about the girls, silly old man. Zhen glanced at me with a knowing look, then hugged my arm. I guess my words were believable enough.

"Husband... your performance was really amazing tonight. Can't wait for the second part, in the nuptial bed. Well... another nuptial bed." she spoke with a nod towards the Sect Master.

"I did replace the bed, Lady Chen. Youthful energy is quite a blessing, so enjoy your wedding night!" the Frozen Master spoke without her usual viper tone. To my surprise, Minghue came to hug me, and whispered thanks. Well, I guess it was indeed easier to breathe with one lung than without any.

"Sect Master... what do we do with Lina Peng?" I asked about the new girl holding a flute. The old woman sighed.

"For now she can join as a Frozen disciple. We'll decide later, after some tests and training. Qin Lin will also want to see her, right?" she asked with a sly tone. Right. Probably for the best in this case.

"We'll talk later, Lina. You need to think 100 years ahead, not just about tomorrow, okay?" I said gently, then hugged Zhen and vanished, reaching the courtyard in a second and the bed even faster. However, in bed I slowed down, taking my time to enjoy my wedding night, and lick and kiss my wife all over, then let her do the same, just to know each other better.

But once she rested on the bed under me, and my dick was trapped inside her Yin spring like a scorpion seeking water in a bottle, Zhen grabbed my ass tight.

"You're not an Immortal, are you?" she asked with a suspicious voice. Female intuition is so frightening!

"Tian did hold Immortality in hand, my love. And then 13 Quassi-Emperors killed us in an ambush. Training 50000 years with a sword makes you bit of an idiot, not seeing an enemy disguised as a friend." I said in a sad voice then leaned closer to kiss her neck.

"Good enough then. You can lie and scam very well for your age, but I've seen it all. Were we together too, with Tian?" Zhen asked as her hands relaxed and began to fondle my ass.

"Not with Tian... he was slow. Took him 53 years to reach Core Realm. I'm the improved version. And my dick is bigger too!" I proclaimed with pride and pounded her deeper. Zhen moaned in approval, and opened her legs wide. How much was a bed again? I may need to keep 1 million spirit stones aside, just to buy new beds in this life.